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I had never had a master who might simply order me to strip. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #719)

I wondered if he had speculated, privately, on what I might look like clad as a slave, or perhaps, in chains, not clad at all. Many men had probably wondered what I looked like, naked. I had always been rather jealous, rather private, about my body, though. I had never had a master who might simply order me to strip. I had been seen naked, of course, by the men in my apartment, when they had removed the towel from me. I remembered how casually and efficiently they had handled me, how I had been injected with the contents of the syringe, how I had been secured with leather straps, helpless and gagged, in the heavy metal box, with air holes. "Too," he said, "in so public a place you might, unveiled as is a slave, be recognized. - (Kajira of Gor)